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Chapter 1
~ Katharine ~
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Sitting on my comfy chair, I gazed at my mirror, staring at my reflection; how things I've become and the dark circles around my baggy eyes.
I pondered on my life, how I wanted it to be and how it has turned out.
I'm married, I'm fucking married.
At least that was part of my dreams and it came true.
Getting married, celebrating a grand wedding and getting married to the man I love ___ those came true.
Except that I think he's not the perfect husband.
I've been married since for over a week now and I've not set my eyes on my husband.
My wedding night wasn't at all special to talk of.
It's another night, another cold night I have to sleep alone.
I sighed and finally got my butt off the chair___ something I found hard to do.
I lay on my bed, begging sleep to envelope me.
But as usual, I couldn't sleep.
For over a week, I haven’t seen Damon.
No calls, no texts and no response to my messages either.
I knew the risk of getting married to Damon was high.
I mean judging from his personality, he's a playboy or once a playboy as he made me believe.
He's a rude arrogant jerk known to people.
But I thought getting married to him would change him ___ I thought I'd change him.
I got down from my bed and strode out of my room to the sitting room.
The house is big, very big___ a mansion actually.
I rummaged in the sitting room not knowing what to do.
Everything is just dicey.
My life is a mess!
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Whispers. I could hear whispers as I woke.
I must have fallen asleep on the couch.
I forced opened my eyes.
The sitting room was bright.
I lifted my head and saw Damon on the phone.
I couldn't suppress the smile that curved at my lips.
His back was all I could see.
"Make sure to get it done and dusted” he ordered into the phone.
I suppressed the urge to run to him and wrap my hands around him ____ though it's difficult.
He turned and met my amused gaze.
"Oh you” were all that left my lips.
He just looked at me blankly, walked over to a couch and sat.
"Do you want coffee, tea, milk shake or anything” I asked.
I sighed when he kept giving me the silent treatment.
Why did he get married to me if he was going to treat me like this?
I opened my mouth to speak but closed it with no sound coming out.
His phone buzzed and he peered into it.
"OK, I'll be there in minutes” was all that I heard him say.
He rose to his feet, giving those awkward stares.
"I need to attend a meeting and I'll be late” with those said, he walked out through the door.
He spoke to me at least and he'll come back tonight.
A little smile tugged at my lips.
I got up and went to do my morning routine.
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~ Damon ~
I strode into my office, slamming the door behind me.
My assistant looked up, started then a smile crossed her lips.
She's a lady with charisma.
She's tall, tiny legs, luscious breasts and a well shaped face.
"Are you set" she asked and I scoffed.
We headed to the elevator to take us up to the hall where the meeting will be held.
I opened the hall door to see a group of odd men and women, seated round the table.
I smiled nervously and walked in.
Never in my life have I been so nervous.
But this is different, very different and I can't afford to lose it.
I greeted them all with a smile and we got to business.
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I drummed my fingers on the table as the business men and women left.
"You could take me if you want” piper my assistant shrugged and I chuckled.
"How thoughtful of you but I've got a wife and I am to go that function specifically with my wife " I stated and she smiled dryly.
She walked up to me seductively and sat on my laps, looking down at me lustfully.
She crashed her lips on mine and before we knew it, we were making out in the hall.
I pulled away, catching my breath.
“I don't see a bed anywhere" I blurted out.
We used the elevator went to my office.
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